Why D’ya Do It?

Sometimes the greatest compensation of a lifetime is a phrase that begins "With your help, I was able to..."

Philosophically Hoarse

"Speak softly and wear a loud shirt" - Kimo's Hawaiian Rules

"Maybe the reason books sell so much better when promoted through “Old Media” is that books (whether paper, “e”, or laser imprinted on the cortex), as long as they continue to follow the Old Models of storytelling, are Old Media themselves." - MFS

BTW #1:

*The HoarseMan is not the complete dolt you may think he is.

BTW #2:

* you can also get here by entering hoarseman.com in your browser, it's called an alias --- Hoarseman has several...

About HoarseMan

Q: Why is HoarseMan called HoarseMan? Isn’t it supposed to be Horse?

A: So, once upon a time, when Moses was in diapers and the Chicago Cubs had recently won a world series, HoarseMan was a singer. That is, if you consider rock and roll singers to be actual singers (which many people don’t). Anyway, he wasn’t great, but wasn’t exactly piss poor either. Somewhere in between. Fortunately he had another quality or two that helped out.

For a couple or three decades the HorseMan made a few bucks here and there singing songs. Some of which he even wrote. He sang in bars, nightclubs, youth clubs, and reception halls. (No confirmation parties or bar mitzvahs, though; the music was a little unsuitable.) He did some recordings and played a little piano bar. He played solo, with just a guitar, and with LOUD freakin’ rock bands. He was even known to have a little liquid refreshment from time to time. Oh, yeah, and smoked a lot of…cigarettes.

Now you think you know the end of this story, I can see it in your face. If you were right in front of me, I’d bet you almost anything that you’d be wrong.

“The old fart blew out his voice with years of screamin’, drinkin’, and smokin’ and it serves him right to be Hoarse Man,” you’re thinking. Don’t say no, I can see the freakin’ wheels turning from here.

But.
You.
Would.
Be…

WRONG!

Onions did it. After a severe allergic reaction to simple-find-em-freaking-everywhereonions, HoarseMan lost his voice. And other stuff we won’t go into here.

It.
Took.
Almost.
Two.
Years…

To find out why.

A FREAKING VIRUS.

So, now, HoarseMan is hoarse. A grumblegravelvoiced guy. You’ll probably have to tell him to SPEAK UP, when you see him, but that’s cool.

He also saves his voice by clacking keys… ergo, the page you’re reading now.